I know it , too. But I didn’t want to believe , I couldn’t accept his changing since I always thought that he would never change until we get together again but it seemed that I got wrong. He changed , everything changed about him and about us , there was just a thing that didn’t change was me . I decided to give him another acne as if he would come back. Long days came and gone , he didn’t turn back.
My greatest fear has always been losing those I love. Throughout the years I have lost so many people. I have been through so much in my life and my messed up past has built who I am today. Not to long ago I thought I would never find that one person who would love me no matter what. I never thought I would find that person who could make me a better person.
Ah he was probably just going to go check with his master that I actually did know him. I did though- that was no lie. I had grown up friends with Jim Macken and I would die that way. I mean he was nice to me when a demon killed my parents and was sympathetic because he knew what it was like to be an orphan as well. Of course he never did know how my parents me their untimely demise (only I did) but he never asked, and I did the same.
This time, also, Meursault had uninterrupted days to think about the meaning of death. He eventually concluded that “since we’re all going to die, it’s obvious that when and how don’t matter” (114). Even though he made this conclusion, Meursault still hoped for a miraculous pardon or flaw in the guillotine; therefore, it is clear that he wasn’t fully convinced of his own conclusion. He was about to be stripped of life and was unable to freely live his final days. Meursault finally understood why his father had gone to watch an execution.
But I have also learned that I cannot stay in that place, I have to accept it and move on. How much longer I can go on will only be revealed in time. As the months and years go by I find myself leaning more towards accepting a childless life. The grieving process has consumed my world, and I am tired of battling it.
At the time I didn't know that this tiny hiccup in the road would change me forever. I didn't ever want to feel so worthless that I was just in it for pity. I fell into a deep depression for two years, not caring what happened to me or the people around me. This melt down of my ideals taught me that no matter what there is always someone out there that is better than me. The lesson figurtively tore me to shreads.
We were lost. My uncle met us as soon as we walked off the elevator and sadly enough the first thing he did was hug my mother and through tears apologized for the death of Varity, “I’m so sorry, I never even saw the car. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me”. He then continued to apologize and told her that he tried to save my middle cousin.
I reached the hard parts of it all and I never have to go through it again. It was hard for me because he was not there to walk me down the aisle or dance with me but I came to accepting that. It’s the long term effects I have to deal with forever!
I honestly don't think anyone will be able to understand or define the meaning of love. However I love my family and friends, but I am starting to give up on loving anyone else. I hate how I'm so happy and then it`s ruined.. I hate how you make me feel so bad, however in my life I've experienced more love from you than enough pain to overcome what I already know, which is to love to the full extent. Goodbye is never goodbye until life is over.
They don’t understand. They never have and they certainly never will. I would surely try to let them know, but I am afraid myself. I do not have what it takes to be a part of their horror. They are weak and only have words to back them up.